Annushka: I might seem like a delicate flower — soft-sp...

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    • 35 años mujer, Zodiaco: Piscis
    • Moscow, Russia
    • English(Intermedio), Russian(Fluido), Spanish(Básico)
    • Engineering sphere
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    • última vez en línea: Ayer, 20:19
    • ID: 1001959680
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    Altura 5'8" - 5'9" (171-175cm)
    Tipo de cuerpo Atractivo
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    Educación Cierto grado de universidad
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  • Descripción:
    I might seem like a delicate flower — soft-spoken, blonde, and gentle by nature — but there’s a quiet strength in me that not everyone sees right away. Life has taught me to listen to the world with my heart, and somewhere along the way, I’ve come to understand its meaning… or at least what brings peace and joy into my own life.

    I cherish small, beautiful moments: the warmth of morning coffee, a handwritten letter, sunlight through the window. I know what I want — not in a rigid way, but in a graceful, clear way. I believe love is not about searching for someone perfect — it's about recognizing the familiar in a stranger’s soul.
    Descripción de pareja ideal:
    Someone kind. A man with depth behind his eyes and laughter in his voice. Someone who knows the value of protecting what is fragile, but who also sees the power that lies beneath softness. I imagine us growing together, side by side, with mutual care, respect, and a shared dream of something meaningful.

    If your heart is open and your intentions sincere — I’d love to hear from you.

    If somewhere in your heart, these words echo something true — perhaps this is where our story begins.